The things we put ourselves through

Why friends, do we put ourselves through the torture of professional photography?? I really do ask myself that EVERY time we show up at this place. It is my greatest nightmare. A confined space, cranky kids, a small amount of time, lots of money and lofty goals of the perfect picture. Never have I left feeling like, "Wow, that was fun!" But somewhere on the ride home, after the 2+ hours of clapping, snapping, jumping up and down and screaming "peek a boo" for just a wee little grin, I forget. Just like child birth I suppose. I forget how hot and sweaty I get and how my knees are covered in grime because I've been rolling all over it contorting myself hoping for that perfect shot. Ya'll! Seriously, WHY??

Well, for me, this is it! I just LOVE these pictures. Maybe you can't see what I do, but I can't capture this (just yet) on my own point and shoot. The angelic look on that picture of the 2 of them... OH you just should have seen those two just seconds before that shot. And well the 1 second after it. Not angelic in case you were wondering.

But oh how I do love these very special and very very adorable children.















Speaking of special; I often tell Kyle how special he is and why. But this morning he blurted out to me that I was special. And when I asked why he said, "because you're loving and care and uh...stuff like that" and he just shrugged his shoulders. PRICELESS!!!!!!!! Oh my sweet boy. He can tear up a room in an instant and make my heart melt the next.

That my friends, is why we do the things we do. It's the little rewards in the end that make all the contortions worth it.